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Monday, September 18, 2017

Checking the TaTas and more

GMA did a segment on the new at home test for breast cancer. I had this test completed and awaiting results. This was a simple test (just spit saliva in a plastic tube-painless) this test was prompted due to Tammy having ovarian cancer.

My family/friends please go the extra mile to have yourself checked out!! My grandmother had cancer several of her siblings had cancer. My mother didn't and I thank goodness. However my dad did.

Since I've been having mammograms, when I would provide history and the high risk on my grandmothers side the Dr's would say that's not close enough relation. Well now in my opinion for what it's worth, I believe that to be different. Especially with today's technology.

The different tests that are available for us to do. No, It doesn't say we will develop cancer, it will screen for the possible gene, pick up a detection if there is any. The doctors can focus on those areas when future exams, tests come up. Try to be proactive when it comes to reference to any detected possibilities. This test not only checks for ovarian, breast cancer it checks other areas as well.

After my changing of Dr's this year and a tumor being found, sent to an oncologist with surgery being performed a couple more tumors being found during surgery, the tumors were benign.

What If????? I hadn't decided to go with my gut feeling, seek out a different Dr, that took my concerns seriously, especially when advising them of the loss of my sister????

Family/Friends, please...I wouldn't want anyone to have to go through the loss of a loved one especially to this nasty disease. After Tammy passed Lil Sister, began researching for genetic testing. However before we could have it done. Tammy's daughter would have to have it completed then we could proceed. Upon my follow up to the oncologist the family practitioner suggested that I talk with my gynecologist when I go for my next years exam.

Lil sister was able to get paperwork sent to my niece and she has had the test performed. I took it upon myself to go ahead and have it done this year since I had already met my deductibles, etc.

I bring this to your attention because I care deeply about everyone, and want you to know there are tests available. Men this goes for you as well. Mention to your Dr's when you go in for your exams, or call them and ask about it. Some offices don't perform the test. you will have to check with them. I'm currently awaiting my results, I found out friday they are in, just need to have the Dr. read them and then contact me. I'll keep you posted as to the results, either way. Good, Bad or Ugly.

However, you know.....I know someone that has this....God has really been good to me, especially this year,,, he has carried me when I wasn't able to carry myself, think for myself, do for myself.... My current therapy is Crafting if you haven't noticed. I'm not working so I"m taking full advantage of the blessings I've been given....

Friday, February 10, 2017

As I make my way down the road taking a mental day to regroup my thoughts I can't help but think about all the neglecting of things I love to do.

Having put them on the back burner for sometime while enjoying the time with my sister I would not have traded that time or trade it for anything in this world those are precious sweet memories

That will in turn keep me motivated on such days I don't have the strength or courage to put 1 foot in front of the other. Passing by a rest area seeing all the truck drivers pulled over resting, brings me to thinking about my sister Tammy and how many miles had she traveled across the country in one of those big rigs having logged a many of a mile. Having always traveled safely and returning to her family. After seeing a accident on the local news just this week knowing it could have easily been her during her many travels. I'm so grateful it wasn't my heart goes out to those families that are less fortunate. She always worked hard and put 110% in anything she set out to accomplish if I accomplish a tenth of that I will be grateful. She was a part of the Thelma(Tammy) and Louise (Lisa) road team the last several years.

It's with deep sadness that we will no longer be fulfilling those short road trips together.You see she was taken too early by that nasty cancer disease on 11-23-16. She will be greatly missed but still with us as our guardian angel. But one day I will be running the streets of gold with her.

Why now after a few years of being alienated am I returning? Well it has to do with a few loves.....

My younger sisters ambition for the love of writing you see shes written for several years and pretty good at it. How I wish she could have met my friend "Bill" she would have gotten along well with him. He being the history enthusiast and she loving history.

Yeah the 2 would have hit it off.. she's working on getting her work out there and I hope that I to start getting a little more in tune with my audience trying to bring them different areas of encouragement perhaps post a few of my many talents for you to enjoy.

Perhaps I'll even bring her on as a guest... Please let me know your thoughts on that. We can interview her and you can learn about her penmenship. I've probably lost a few along the way with my rattling just wanted to let you know I was still here kicking and well moving right along with life missing my sister tremendously

. I will be introducing you soon to a very near future author.. please do come back to meet Kimbetly Hammersmith Wiseman as we crank up our blog. I'm looking forward to updating my look as well. Ive really missed everyone.

Thursday, October 4, 2012

As my dad used to say, my feet have hit the floor and I'm above ground, Another day to be thankful for.. And so with that being said, Being thursday and all.... Its a busy day for me, I'm very grateful. On facebook I am in a group for bariatric support and a few days ago, once of the ladies, felt like sharing a story. And I have asked for permission to share it with my friends. So having been out of the loop for a while, I'll kick it back into gear with a little laughter to make your day...... I'll be back again... Let's get this party back on track,,,,,

JUL 12 THE FART THAT (ALMOST) ALTERED MY DESTINY

Written by Anna.

Like everything in life, farts have a time and place. However, I never
realized that in the wrong time and place, flatulence had enough power
to alter my course in history. Well, it can if it’s the third date with
the man of your dreams. And, if it makes his eyes burn. If God destined
us to be together, I was one SBD away from foiling His plans (that’s
“Silent But Deadly” for you prudes).

It was about five years
ago. I was trying to lose a few pounds so I was staying away from carbs.
That’s when I met my husband, Rob. On our first date, he booked the
next two. He liked me. I liked him. Things were looking real good.

He picked me up in a Cobra, Mustang and his pathetic attempt to win me
over with a car totally worked. I’m not shallow, but since I spent most
of my twenties picking men up because I didn’t want my hair to frizz in
their non-air conditioned jalopies on 3 wheels and a 15 year old spare, I
welcomed his fancy sports car with open arms.

We arrived at
the restaurant and Rob was ordering food I hadn’t allowed myself to eat
in years. I didn’t want to be “that girl” so I ate, drank, and oh, was I
merry. Later we shopped a bit. Rob surprised me by buying an expensive
pair of shoes that he caught me eyeing. Was this love?

That’s
when it happened. Gas strikes in two different ways – uncontrollable
toots or sharp, shooting pains that feel a lot like dying. I thought I
was dying. Not to make a scene, I told Rob I suddenly wasn’t feeling
well and probably needed to head home. On the way home in his Cobra,
he tried to hold my hand and ask me lots of questions, but I wasn’t
having any of it. The pain was so bad it felt like I was being stabbed
with a bunch of tiny forks. Then I realized …

My God, help me. I have a horrendous fart on deck. I’m in trouble. Big trouble.

The more I held it in, the more pain would shoot through my stomach and
down my legs. I was even having to raise myself off the seat, gripping
on to my door and the dashboard.

“Seriously, you need to hurry – I’m in a lot of pain.” I managed to say through gritted teeth.

“Wow, it’s that bad? What’s wrong? Do I need to take you to a hospital?”

How do you tell a man you just started dating that the reason you’re writhing in pain is because you have to fart?

Well, you can either tell him, or like me, let the fart speak for itself.
People, hear me. There was nothing I could do. As impressive as I am
with sphincter control, this was out of my hands. Slowly, it eeked out.
The more I tried to stop it, the more it forced it’s way through the
door. However, to my pleasant surprise, there was no sound. I sat
silently, sweat accumulating above my upper lip. Ok, maybe I got away
with it. Maybe I’m home free. Then it hit me. Not an idea, a cloud. A
horrific, fart cloud. Not in a, “am I smelling something?” sort of way.
More like a “is someone dead and rotting in your trunk and am I in
hell?” sort of way.

Suddenly, I panicked. “Roll down the windows!” I screamed (yes, I literally screamed it like I was in a horror movie).

“What? Why?” Rob asked, starting to freak out because I was freaking out.

“I can’t roll down the windows, unlock it! UNLOCK IT!”

“What’s going on?” Rob yells back to me, “Why are you …” then it hit
him. I could see it in his eyes. Was it surprise? Horror? Water started
to accumulate at the base of his eyelids, “Oh my God, I CAN TASTE IT!”
he screamed.

“Roll down the windows!” As I screamed, the toots
started to flood out uncontrollably. I scratched and clawed at the
window like I was being kidnapped. Rob, unable to see either by fart
cloud or panic, kept turning on the windshield wipers instead of
unlocking the window.

It was chaos. We were acting like we were under siege by gun fire. We were under siege alright, just not by gun fire.
Finally he was able to hit the right control and he rolled down our
windows. We both gulped in fresh air. I was horrified, yet happy to be
alive, then remembered I just farted on the man of dreams, then sorta
wished I was dead.

We sat silently for the rest of the way
home. Although the shooting pains had subsided, I now desperately needed
to use the bathroom, in an urgent, explosive kind of way.

He
pulled up to my apartment and before he could come to a stop I had
already jumped out, “Ok, thanks for dinner, sorry about the fart, love
the shoes!” and ran in to my apartment like I was running from the cops.

I burst through my door and ran straight for the bathroom, where I was
finally able to unleash and make noises that no one should ever, EVER,
hear coming from another person.

Then I heard it. Rob’s voice. Right. Outside. My. Bathroom. Door.

“Anna? You left your shoes in my car and your front door was open. Where do you want me to put them?”

“Get away from the door!” I scream like Reagan from The Exorcist. “Ok, I’m sorry. Are you okay?”

“Okay, are you sure you’re …”

“I’m fine! Get away from the door!”

This man! I mean, I love him, but take a freakin’ hint!

Finally, I heard the front door shut, and the Cobra engine zoom away. I
thought that was the last I’d hear from him. I didn’t think it was
possible to ever see a man again after he screams he can taste your fart
after only knowing you for 48 hours.

But, to my surprise, I
did. A couple days later, actually. Now we’re married and he’s laying on
the couch while I type this … “It was your rack that saved you,” he
just lovingly reminded me.

Now, Are you laughing??/??? as hard as I was when I first read it,... Well anyone especially my friends that have had surgery can really relate..... Tah Tah for now.... Enjoy your day..... I have missed you....

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Are you wanting to work on Christmas 2012? You can work on it by spinning and collecting points on Superpoints.com, here Is a referral, if you would like to get started, Just copy and paste the link into your browser. When you win I win. Then you can start referring friends and when they win you also win. Its a lot of fun, I'm working on enough points to bank for Amazon for some music, or a few more goodies, that will be rolling around soon. That will go on sale.

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

A friend of mine shared this with myself and few more co-workers, and I was literally a few feet from the floor laughing so hard, Now I want to warn you ahead of time, it has a few ugly words in it, but read through it. This is my true story....(lol)....

A WOMAN'S WEEK AT THE GYM

If you read this without laughing out loud, there is something wrong with you. This is dedicated to everyone who ever attempted to get into a regular workout routine

Dear Diary,
For my birthday this year, my husband purchased for me a week of personal training at the local health club. Although I am still in great shape since being a high school football cheerleader 43 years ago, I decided it would be a good idea to go ahead and give it a try.

I called the club and made my reservations with a personal trainer named Christo, who identified himself as a 26-year-old aerobics instructor and model for athletic clothing and swim wear.

Friends seemed pleased with my enthusiasm to get started! The club encouraged me to keep adiary to chart my progress.
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MONDAY:
Started my day at 6:00 am. Tough to get out of bed, but found it was well worth it when I arrived at the health club to find Christo waiting for me. He is something of a Greek god-- with blond hair, dancing eyes, and a dazzling white smile. Woo Hoo!!

Christo gave me a tour and showed me the machines.. I enjoyed watching the skillful way in which he conducted his aerobics class after my workout today. Very inspiring!

Christo was encouraging as I did my sit-ups, although my gut was already aching from holding it in the whole time he was around.

This is going to be a FANTASTIC week!!
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TUESDAY:
I drank a whole pot of coffee, but I finally made it out the door. Christo made me lie on my back and push a heavy iron bar into the air then he put weights on it! My legs were a little wobbly on the treadmill, but I made the full mile. His rewarding smile made it all worthwhile. I feel GREAT! It's a whole new life for me.
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WEDNESDAY:
The only way I can brush my teeth is by laying the toothbrush on the counter and moving my mouth back and forth over it. I believe I have a hernia in both pectorals. Driving was OK as long as I didn't try to steer or stop. I parked on top of a GEO in the club parking lot.
Christo was impatient with me, insisting that my screams bothered other club members.His voice is a little too perky for that early in the morning and when he scolds, he gets this nasally whine that is VERY annoying.
My chest hurt when I got on the treadmill, so Christo put me on the stair monster. Why the hell would anyone invent a machine to simulate an activity rendered obsolete by elevators? Christo told me it would help me get in shape and enjoy life. He said some other shit too.
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THURSDAY:
Asshole was waiting for me with his vampire-like teeth exposed as his thin, cruel lips were pulled back in a full snarl. I couldn't help being a half an hour late-- it took me that long to tie my shoes.
He took me to work out with dumbbells. When he was not looking, I ran and hid in the restroom. He sent some skinny bitch to find me.
Then, as punishment, he put me on the rowing machine-- which I sank.
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FRIDAY:
I hate that bastard Christo more than any human being has ever hated any other human being in the history of the world. Stupid, skinny, anaemic, anorexic, little aerobic instructor. If there was a part of my body I could move without unbearable pain, I would beat him with it.
Christo wanted me to work on my triceps. I don't have any triceps! And if you don't want dents in the floor, don't hand me the damn barbells or anything that weighs more than a sandwich.
The treadmill flung me off and I landed on a health and nutrition teacher. Why couldn't it have been someone softer, like the drama coach or the choir director?
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SATURDAY:
Satan left a message on my answering machine in his grating, shrilly voice wondering why I did not show up today. Just hearing his voice made me want to smash the machine with my planner; however, I lacked the strength to even use the TV remote and ended up catching eleven straight hours of the Weather Channel..
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SUNDAY:
I'm having the Church van pick me up for services today so I can go and thank GOD that this week is over. I will also pray that next year my husband will choose a gift for me that is fun-- like a root canal or a hysterectomy. I still say if God had wanted me to bend over, he would have sprinkled the floor with diamonds!!!Send this to a friend who needs to laugh. We all need a good laugh,,, See I told you, you would be laughing........ Now please go and like this and share it.... with others________________________________________

Monday, January 23, 2012

As I began my "Finish List" I realized that one of the 1st things that needs to happen is. This household needs to be decluttered. With that being said, I am putting that to be my 1st task on my list. Now will I complete that immediately, well no because it took some time to get to the place where it is now, but I am making it a priority.

"Finish List"

* Declutter the house ---- room by room
* Sort through the many items that are needing to be given away, and discard them before I have the thought" oh I might need that one day" No give it away...
* Clean up my shop and go through the totes, organize, donate, keep or put up where they need to go
* Bring out the beads and finish up the jewelry that has been started and not completed. This might actually be good, I will be ahead of the game and be able to create some Christmas gifts for 2012.
* Finish the quilts that I have started, 4 to be exact....
*blog on a weekly basis, if not more than that
*Post some coupon deals for my friends, that are really good on "my favorite deals page"
* crochet a few hats that I have been intending to make to give away to the veterans groups
*start crocheting small angel ornaments to give to the nursing home for their country store so that they will be able to make a little revenue from them to help with the residents activities. I have been wanting to do this for a while now
*Start my sewing projects for my etsy store that I'm wanting to open up
* learn to organize my time for better
* learn to make lists to better myself with the activities, tasks that I need to focus on
*make time to walk more often
* find time to volunteer more often
*Read more books on my kindle
*download more music to my mp3 player
*Create my cookbook with my mothers favorite recipes
*Finish up the series of Bypass options
*Post more recipes for smoothies, soups, etc, that are healthy
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I'm sure I have more things to add to my Finish List however, I'll leave them open for now and as I finish a few Perhaps I can add more that I have thought of to complete.

Well I'll go for now, I hope everyone has had a good year so far. Working on their finish list..... Please let me know if you have created a "finish List" of your own, I would love for you to share some of your ideas., tasks you look forward to completing...